Depression and Mental Health · Something Real

School and C-PTSD

When I started this semester I knew that C/PTSD was something that counted as a disability that I could get help for on campus. I didn’t (still don’t) know exactly what the Disability Services Dept. could do to help, but I was going into specifically a non-emotional-labor intensive program in hopes to avoid the obvious… Continue reading School and C-PTSD

Depression and Mental Health · Healing and Awareness · Something Real

Imaginary Numbers

School has stepped on a lot more things than I thought it would. Depression has been really strong this week, things build. There’s a really steep social learning curve I wasn’t prepared for. I don’t know how school settings work – I didn’t know how to pass things forwards and backwards until the first week… Continue reading Imaginary Numbers

Misc · Something Real

Depression and Therapy and Burning Man (maybe)

It’s been a long month of more new scary things. Started a job being a glorified receptionist with the bonus skill set of being able to translate people’s computer problems into useful information for the IT people (and no, I don’t get paid more for that skill). Had housing fall through on me twice, the… Continue reading Depression and Therapy and Burning Man (maybe)

Christianity · Courtship · Healing and Awareness · Homeschooling · Medical Neglect · Quiverfull · Spiritual Abuse

Preparing A Visionary Daughter to Do Hard Things (Written in 2010)

When I was 19 I had the opportunity to write out…basically my life story and post it to a website with a lot of readers. It helped me start processing my life and was the catalyst for rethinking all the things I was taught and starting to see my abuse for what it was. I’ve… Continue reading Preparing A Visionary Daughter to Do Hard Things (Written in 2010)

Christianity · Depression and Mental Health · Healing and Awareness · Spiritual Abuse

On Death (and life)

Cynthia touched on it in the first part of her post “Freeing Self-Deceived Fundamentalists“. My family has glorified death for a really long time. I remember Columbine, like she was talking about – being something almost revered – not remotely tragic. When things were shitty(-er than normal) or if I was making a life choice… Continue reading On Death (and life)